[Roc Marciano:] Preach
[Bishop Don Majic Juan:]
I tried to work man, but it just wasn't in my blood
It wasn't my thing, I tried
I mean I tried, but it really wasn't my thing
[Verse 1: Roc Marciano]
Words from that good bishop, I'm a outcast
I don't fit in the system
My outfit, furry like a house pet
Italian leather couch set
Stepping out, something stretched out
Limousine shit
Twist the green shit, purple lean sip
Triple beam shit, this that Master P shit
Ice cream shit
Got it sewn like a seamstress
Linen sleeveless
Only linen clean shit, European dream shit
Fuck niggas, let the cream flip
Let the fiends hit
Nina with that beam spit
Leave you like steamed fish
Squeeze clips out the clean six
Niggas seem slick
...muhfucka you ain't seen shit
Marci nigga
[Hook:]
Niggas wanna come and hang on some mary jane
Champagne, gripping woodgrain
I'm still insane []
On the way, on the way
I keep a bitch on the stroll
Even when its cold
Stay after that pot of gold, oh
You know the goal
We getting dough-ooh-ooh
I used to slang blow, stay on the low
The po-po came to kick in my door
I don't know which way to go
I don't know which way to go
Can't escape my past, jakes on my ass
I grab my cash, I'm running fast
Foot on the gas, fuck your bitch ass
And I'm gone
I used to slang blow sting on the low
The po-po came to kick in my door
I don't know which way to go
I don't know which way to go
[Verse 2: Roc Marciano]
Ice cream, ice cream
Fiends want that ice cream
Started as a pipe dream
Now I'm in that white thing
Bitches in them tight jeans
A nice scene
Two bricks of that white thing
Cop a Glock 19, it's light green
Bitch get on the right team
[] barely 19
Hoes under my right wing
Fuck her good, she might scream
Teach her bout what life mean
Ain't nothing in life free
Bullet pull up nicely
Ooh I think she likes me
But I ain't suprised though
Eyes low, clip the hydro
A fly ho, got more up in my condo
The combo, diamonds out the Congo
The nine blow with the long nose
Call it Gonzo
Put the nozzle to your pie-hole
Swerve at the pothole
Blindfold, quit the rosco
Hit the block slow, play the foxhole
Watch the slideshow, bezel on my watch glow
Plus I got dough, niggas know
[Intro] [Roc Marciano:] Preach [Bishop Don Majic Juan:] I tried to work man, but it just wasn't in my blood It wasn't my thing, I tried I mean I tried, but it really wasn't my thing [Verse 1: Roc Marciano] Words from that good bishop, I'm a outcast I don't fit in the system My outfit, furry like a house pet Italian leather couch set Stepping out, something stretched out Limousine shit Twist the green shit, purple lean sip Triple beam shit, this that Master P shit Ice cream shit Got it sewn like a seamstress Linen sleeveless Only linen clean shit, European dream shit Fuck niggas, let the cream flip Let the fiends hit Nina with that beam spit Leave you like steamed fish Squeeze clips out the clean six Niggas seem slick ...muhfucka you ain't seen shit Marci nigga [Hook:] Niggas wanna come and hang on some mary jane Champagne, gripping woodgrain I'm still insane [] On the way, on the way I keep a bitch on the stroll Even when its cold Stay after that pot of gold, oh You know the goal We getting dough-ooh-ooh I used to slang blow, stay on the low The po-po came to kick in my door I don't know which way to go I don't know which way to go Can't escape my past, jakes on my ass I grab my cash, I'm running fast Foot on the gas, fuck your bitch ass And I'm gone I used to slang blow sting on the low The po-po came to kick in my door I don't know which way to go I don't know which way to go [Verse 2: Roc Marciano] Ice cream, ice cream Fiends want that ice cream Started as a pipe dream Now I'm in that white thing Bitches in them tight jeans A nice scene Two bricks of that white thing Cop a Glock 19, it's light green Bitch get on the right team [] barely 19 Hoes under my right wing Fuck her good, she might scream Teach her bout what life mean Ain't nothing in life free Bullet pull up nicely Ooh I think she likes me But I ain't suprised though Eyes low, clip the hydro A fly ho, got more up in my condo The combo, diamonds out the Congo The nine blow with the long nose Call it Gonzo Put the nozzle to your pie-hole Swerve at the pothole Blindfold, quit the rosco Hit the block slow, play the foxhole Watch the slideshow, bezel on my watch glow Plus I got dough, niggas know Explain Request ×
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